Rollercoaster — Red House Painters

there's my favorite rollercoaster next to the blue water the one only sissies ride there's the sun going down creating that florescent glow reminding me i'll never be able to relive this day except in memory

there's those big barking fish in the concrete stream growling for dog food bulging dead eyes that gleam but where's dad and where is mom looks like from here on out it's just me and you looks like from here on out it's just me and you